I'm in the bath room, with a pair of scissors from my pencil case. I could not think of any other way around my problems and life so I started to cut. It didn't hurt me, instead I felt relief as I watched a dark red liquid drip down my arm. I grabbed a tissue from the bathroom and wiped off the blood so it did not cause suspicion. Day after day I continued this, the more I did it the more addictive it became.
It has been two weeks since I started and I felt I needed to do something else as well. That was when I had my first anorexic thought. That morning I did not eat breakfast or lunch. I ate little dinner and I was proud of myself. What I did not know was the danger of this nor did I care. This became a lifestyle obsession. I have not eaten breakfast or lunch for like forever and dinner is rare.
I am standing in line for class, I feel all woozy in the head and can't see straight. No one seems to notice me until they hear a thud on the ground. They find me unconscious, lying on the ground.
The teachers POV
"Stacey!" I shake her shoulder. She doesn't responded. I pull out my mobile and dial 000. "Hi, what emergency service will you require today?" The man on the on their side of the line asked. "Um... Ambulance please and quick." I reply. "Can everyone go inside and sit down please." I tell everyone. Before long a lady on the phone ask me "Please state your emergency." After talking to the emergency services, they arrive in what seems to be five minutes. They take Stacey away and off to the hospital. When I get back to the classroom I find that another teacher is supervising my class. I take that chance to call Emma, Stacey's Mum.

Stacey's POV
I wake up in an unfamiliar room. My hands are as white as the sheets I lay beneath. I see my mum sitting in the chair next to me. There are flowers beside my bed side table. "Stacey!" My Mum calls me. She softly hugs me and says she has to go get the doctor. Minutes later my mum walks back into the room, this time with the doctor. "Hi my name is doctor Neil. How are you feeling?" He asks. "Ok, I guess," I say with a wobbly voice. " Do you know why you are here Stacey," he asked me. I take a while to think, in the end I don't know. "No, not really," I say with an unsure voice. "Well, it appears to me that you have not been consuming enough calories a day and your body is not coping with that. It could not handle it so it just shut down." He tells me. I look at my hands unable to keep I contact with my doctor.
He told me that I had an eating disorder called anorexia which I was aware of. I spent the next two weeks with a councillor. She helped me a lot. My mum decided it would be a good idea to home school me when I was better. I was not aloud to leave the hospital until I had gained 10kg.
When I finally got out of hospital I still was not fully better, I still had thoughts about it. The night I got back from the hospital  at dinner I tried my best to eat as much as I could. "Stacey, I was thinking about something. Because you are out of school for a little while I thought you would like it if you went out to your Uncle's farm. He has lots of horses, chickens, cattle, sheep, goats and more. I have already talked to him and he said he would love some help with his animals. You would stay there for two weeks and I would drop you off and pick you up. I is an hour drive away from here. He said he has a couple of special things he needs help with. His daughter will be home from boarding school when you go and she is your age. So do you want to go?" She asked me. I think about it hard, all the animals and maybe my cousin will be really nice and I will finally have a friend. "I'd love to." I tell my Mum. When do I leave. "Well, you leave this Monday and its Saturday so you better start pack." She tells me happily.
I lay in bed that night. Maybe my life is about to get better.